Then she let go of her. As if trying to stop herself, she turned and fled, completely disregarding her image.
Annabelle Linton stood where she was and smiled. Then she turned, and a single, crystal-clear tear slid from the corner of her eye.
She lowered her gaze, the corners of her lips lifting. 'Me too... It's just that our entire past lies between us.'
When she went upstairs, Aaron Wyatt didn't say much or ask any questions. He just gave her a warm smile. "You're back."
Annabelle Linton hummed a faint "mhm" and went into the bathroom.
...
No matter what monumental events occurred, the sun would still rise, and the Earth would continue to turn.
The wedding day arrived as scheduled.
Unlike the gloomy weather on the day of their engagement party, today was bright and sunny.
The makeup team was waiting outside.
Annabelle Linton walked out in her wedding dress, her expression impassive. The room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.
